Free Web NovelChapter 550: Chapter 490: Don’t Make Me Beat You Up in Public
The food stall in Class (2) was still bustling, as parents and kids couldn’t wait to taste the sugar-coated hawthorn as soon as they got their hands on it, instantly captivated by the delectable flavor.
"Oh my, this sugar-coated hawthorn is so good, perfectly sweet and sour, it’s really addictive!"
"Wow, this sugar-coated hawthorn is truly authentic, with crisp and sweet coating and refreshingly sour hawthorn, it’s perfect!"
"Wow, this is absolutely the best sugar-coated hawthorn I’ve ever had, bar none!"
"The long-lost authentic taste, with spot-on balance of sweet and sour, every bite is a treat!"
"This sugar-coated hawthorn reminds me of the taste from my childhood, bringing back so many memories."
"..."
The surrounding air was filled with exclamations and discussions, as parents couldn’t stop praising the sugar-coated hawthorn, and even the kids excitedly nodded and repeatedly exclaimed, "This sugar-coated hawthorn is so good to eat!"
In just a few minutes...
Over a hundred skewers of sugar-coated hawthorn were all sold out, leaving the stall in Class (2) completely empty.
This also meant the kids could finish their little salesperson duties early, packing up with a sense of achievement and joy to go home.
Seeing this,
The parents and kids who didn’t manage to buy any had disappointed looks, surrounding the empty stall in disbelief, "Really? Are they all sold out?"
Lin Sixuan beamed with pride, politely nodding and replying, "Yes, all our sugar-coated hawthorn are sold out."
"Oh, what a pity..."
The parents all sighed with regret, their faces filled with disappointment.
Some parents, unwilling to give up, asked hopefully, "Could Chef Huang make some more? The kids still want to eat!"
Lin Sixuan smiled and shook her head, speaking with an air of maturity, "Auntie, the sugar-coated hawthorn is all made for today, can’t make more, but we might make it again in the future, so you’re welcome to come taste it then~"
A parent asked further, "Little one, when is ’in the future’?"
"Auntie, I don’t know!" Lin Sixuan blinked with a hint of innocent confusion, thought for a moment and softly said, "Probably when the hawthorn are ripe again..."
Lin Sixuan and her classmates knew that by the time the hawthorn were ripe again to make sugar-coated hawthorn, it would already be the coming winter.
By then, they would have graduated from kindergarten and stepped into primary school, no longer able to participate in such activities.
More importantly—they would no longer be able to enjoy the delicious food made by Uncle Huang Jun.
This thought filled their hearts with a subtle sadness.
Indeed.
They didn’t want to leave.
Longing to stay in Dorami Kindergarten’s big class forever.
Of course, the precondition is—as long as they have Huang Jun’s culinary skills alongside them!
Cai Jingxian smiled and added, "Our kindergarten’s charity sale is held once every semester, but the sugar-coated hawthorn is only in the second half. Whether we make it depends on the harvest, so we can’t guarantee it."
Huh?
Have to wait another year?
Huh?
And even if we wait it might not be there?
This, they just gave people hope and then squashed it just like that...
Might as well not have said anything!
The parents felt resigned.
But as things stood, what else could they do?
They could only accept the reality helplessly!
But the children were not so easy to appease, already craving the sugar-coated hawthorn, they kept whining to their own parents, "I want sugar-coated hawthorn, mom (dad) is bad, promised to buy sugar-coated hawthorn but didn’t get me any..."
"It’s not that mom (dad) doesn’t want to buy it for you, you saw, the sugar-coated hawthorn is sold out. Can’t buy it, behave, I’ll buy you something else, alright?"
"No! I just want sugar-coated hawthorn, I just want to eat sugar-coated hawthorn..."
The little heads of the kids were shaking like a rattle drum.
This stubborn look made the parents both frustrated and helpless, silently reminding themselves "they are my own child, my own child, my own..." to ease their simmering anger on the verge of exploding into scolding the child.
Meanwhile, the parents directed a "don’t make me spank you in public" look at the kids, trying to intimidate them.
Unfortunately, it had little effect!
The kids were totally unaffected, still acting like they wouldn’t give up until they got what they wanted, leaving the parents at a loss.
If not for the many parents, kids, and teachers watching, if not for not wanting to be the talk of the kindergarten tomorrow, the parents really wanted to pull out the "walk on the child’s path, leave the child no way" trump card.
With no other choice.
Some parents swallowed their pride, thickened their skins, and approached the parents loaded with skewers, trying to "borrow flowers to present to Buddha."
"Excuse me, could we have a word?"
The glasses-wearing dad, absorbed in the delicious treat, looked up at the pleading parent, puzzled: "Hm? What’s up? Go ahead."
The parent, slightly embarrassed yet politely, asked, "Could you spare me one skewer of sugar-coated hawthorn? I’ll pay, of course!"
"Ah, no way, no way, we don’t even have enough for ourselves! Better try another family..."
The glasses-wearing dad, realizing they were after his sugar-coated hawthorn, clutched his skewer tightly and flatly refused the request.
